Sunday, May 6, 2012
Runless week #3 is IN DA BAG! 12 hours on the bike and several more in the gym, waxing my bikini zone and drinking gallons of fake-tanner.
I had myself a lovely bike ride 'round the vineyards down here (did you know that chile is a fucking wino's wetdream? it is! it is!) It was autumnal in every sense of the word. Super fall. Fall as fuck!
Who's fucking leg do I have to heal around here to go running again????
Ah, yes. Mine. Ok then.
Enjoy the summer, you bastards! If you aren't out running right now, you have an infant's penis hanging betwixt your legs.
Needlessly confrontationally (and Olde Englishly) yours,